Why Do Girls Get All Dolled Up?

    I think some people wonder why certain teenage girls make a huge effort to look nice everyday, some girls don't put in any effort, and others have occasional days where they get all dolled up. Is it just personality? Self esteem, maybe? These could be the reasons, but I think that it is more about the phases they are going through relating to boys. Let me explain.

     There are many different phases for girls in relation to boys, but I am only going to talk about three, because these stages effect the way we fix ourselves up the most. The first is the "I'm single and lovin' it" phase, when you are out there to declare your independence. This is great, because you dress up for yourself, you wear what you WANT to wear and perhaps try out crazy new looks. This is a wonderful stage, because you aren't worrying about impressing a certain boy. It is nice this way, because instead of thinking, "I hope _____ thinks I look pretty today," it's, "I like how I look! Who cares if boys think I'm hot or not? If they do, awesome! They have good taste." Yet, this also is a phase that lets the sloppy look sneak in. Since girls aren't interested in any particular someone, some days they'll have lazy days, and not care what other people think, because during this time you are just dressing up for fun...and sometimes you're just not in the right mood for that. 

    The second phase is the "I'm single, and hatin' it!" stage, when you are interested in a particular someone, but not certain that they return those feelings. This phase is all about being dolled up ALL of the time, asking other girls, "Are you sure I look good? How about my hair? My make-up? This shirt?" and pretty much having your self-esteem randomly going up and down. It is a constant worry that the guy will suddenly find you unattractive, therefore ruining your dreams, so looking nice every day that he could possibly see you is vital. So, this phase is good, because you try your best to look presentable, but it also can have a negative hit on your self esteem, especially on the odd day when your looks just aren't working for you. 

  

   The last stage is the "I've got me a man!" phase, which is quite self-explanatory. You already have a boyfriend, and he's not going anywhere. You know that he'll like you no matter how you look, so looking great isn't  necessary, but always appreciated. You want your man to feel like he can show you off when he's with you, but when you have a bad hair day, you don't need to beat yourself up about it. You dress to impress him in particular. When you curl your hair or apply your foundation, it is with him in mind. The whole "dressing to impress" part also applies to the "I'm single and hatin' it!" phase, but when you have a boyfriend, you are a lot less stressed out while doing it. Instead of thinking, "I hope he likes this blazing blue eyeshadow!" you think, "I know my man loves this fiery red headband on me!"

  So, folks, there you have it. Now you can observe the girls around you and see if you can figure out what routine they are going through. Then again, they could just be naturally beautiful or untameably sloppy.

Snippets of Happy :)

 The next few weeks are going to be pretty splendid, for starters I just started using a new tube of toothpaste called "Minty Sparkle" and the name seems promising to not only give me dazzling teeth, but also a lift of happiness! I imagine that brushing my teeth in the morning will be even more exciting than usual now, because now as I brush my whole mood will be given a powerful boost of minty sparkly.

     So, the toothpaste isn't the only reason I think these next few weeks are going to be fantastic... reason #2 is that I am going on another road trip with one of my best friends this coming weekend. It's only about a 6 hour drive, but it still ought to be a blast! Also in two weeks I am going to drive down to Arizona with my family... see, originally I had typed another paragraph to go with this Arizona thing... but I ended up almost talking myself out of wanting to go... so, I will drop that subject.

Giladelfus, back when he was just learning to scratch

    Now, I think it's about time for me to start talking about grad...:). I was asked to grad almost a week ago, and I am working on replying sometime within the next few days... I have a bunch of ideas, but I will post something on that after I've carried out the plan. I also ordered my grad shoes and will be picking them up when I go down to Arizona, which is one of the pros of going there.

  Oh! Another thing that made me happy... my baby evolved :) ...in pokemon, that is. I'm such a great mummy :')

  I'll post more grad stuff later, I feel like this post is already getting pretty lengthy, and no one likes reading long blog posts unless the writer is vastly entertaining, which I don't claim to be, haha, so, toodle-oo. :)

flushing my feelings ducts.

First of all, I want to wish all of you a merry Christmas, and secondly I would like to warn you that this post might be boring and uninteresting, but I like blogging, so I continue. OH, and another warning that this post is incredibly feelingsy.
Wow, this year went fast. It was a good year, but so...different. I can honestly say that this past year has changed my life in every aspect. I don't know how I feel about having changed so much, and maybe nobody else realized this other than myself, but golly, it's a big change. What I've noticed is that I've really come out of my shell; I used to be such a sentimental, naive, care-free kid, and I never really felt like I had anyone that really understood me in my life, but I think it's because I never understood myself. ( I'm sorry for the sappy stuff, but I already warned you; you now read at your own peril.) I still don't completely understand why I do some of the things I do, but I feel I've developed and started to understand myself as a person a lot more. Events in this past year have most definitely contributed to this change in character. Recently I read some of my old journals (I am very into journals; you will not believe how detailed they are; to give you an idea, I would write about what cereal I ate that morning, perhaps the ratio of milk to cheerios etc. Very detailed.) and I realized how different I am from only a year ago. It's absolutely incredible. I'm not at all saying that these changes have been bad, I mean, for the most part they've been really good, but it scares me to realize that that little girl inside of me that had such childish innocence is dying. That kid that saw everything as good, and failed to see the evil in everything around her, but now I am sitting here, looking at the world and thinking, it is such an awful place so full of people who act different than who they really are, and just how selfish, so selfish, the real world is. Gah, it drives me crazy.
Anyways, more about the changing stuff. I had this great epiphany this year, wanna know what it was? That I don't have to like what other people like, or pretend I do. I can pick out the songs I listen to and the books I read without feeling like I need to like what other people want me to like, or be how they want me to be.  I don't need to be a people pleaser and get roped into something because I feel bad for someone! I mean, of course I am still willing to help, but I can't put too much on my plate here.
Okay, feelings session over.

Age Matters SO Much to Me

Don't you find it wonderful when you watch a movie, read a book, hear a song, etc. and a main character is the same age as you? It makes me feel special. I don't know why...
When I was 15 I remember watching The Princess Diaries and feeling so happy because Mia was also 15, and I could totally relate my life to hers :P. I watched Sense and Sensibility, thinking, "Marianne is 16...so am I!" as well as Sleeping Beauty, Little Mermaid, etc. Sixteen was the princess age. Now that I am seventeen....I am in love with ABBA's Dancing Queen, because as you all know the lyrics, like, paint the picture of my existence. Haha. So, yeah... here it is :)
(Look at all them people breaking it down on the dance floor!)

Ring, Ring! Oh sorry about that...my spankin' new phone just went off!

I'm not sure if I want to turn 17 quite yet, my sixteenth year has been a rather successful one! I got my own room, lock, TV/DVD player, my drvier's liscence, my own job, and now.....dun,dun, diddly-doodle-oo, a cellular telephone! :D  Life has treated me very well this past year. 

Anyway, I am very excited about my cell-phone :) It makes me happy all over! She's a Samsung Evergreen.  

My new baby! <3 (and I know that Becky said we can't call anything our "own" babies unless we have given birth to it, or one of our aunts has given birth to it, but I think this beautiful device can be an exception)

Wrong Time?

I love the classic movies, you know, the ones from the 30-60s, from RKO, MGM, etc. Actors like Cary Grant, Ginger Rogers, Jimmy Stewart, Katherine Hepburn, to the later ones such as Gregory Peck, Gene Kelly, Audrey Hepburn, Doris Day, etc. They just make me feel happy inside, and they're what I grew up on! Sometimes I secretly wish I could have lived back then, honestly, I know actors better from that time period then I do now! Actors required so much more talent back then! They had to act, sing, and do some crazy-awesome tap dancing!

I also find myself longing to live back in the early 1800s, in Jane Austen's time, or later while Victoria reigned and Charles Dickens, Elizabeth Gaskell, and the Bronte Sisters were the novelists... but I've realized something recently, and that is that I am in the exact spot in time where I am supposed to be. If I lived back in the 1800s, I wouldn't be able to watch all my classics, and be so in love with them! If I lived during the  30-60s, I couldn't enjoy all of my favorite BBC period dramas! AND I'd be an old woman presently, or a dead person.